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Until this very day my experience with synchronized swimming was limited to a scene in a Mel Brooks movie and a cruise ship commercial or two. Now, thanks to a little SO peer pressure, I can finally say that I have first-hand knowledge of it. Or second-hand rather. Or whatever hand you use to describe sitting on your butt while other people do the hard work.

I got an email from Jeremiah over at Gametab.com tonight, possibly the greatest missive I've ever recieved. He sent me a list of every game coming out this week for every platform, all formatted and ready to go. It covers every base and allows me to be lazier than ever before! Unfortunatly he won'tÃ‚Â write these front page parts and I still have the Game of the Week decision to make.

Buzzvang
Pardon the slow content this week, Elysium is on the brink of moving into a new house so turmoil and chaos is the name of the game in those parts. Instead, I bring you the answer to the age old question, who is Buzzvang? What is he drinking? Where can I get some?

Be Vewy Vewy Quiet
For most of us, the luxery of playing games with the volume shaking the walls and lossening fillings is a pipe dream. Children and wives need to sleep and your apartment neighbors may be homcidal maniacs, you don't know.

I used to work with this stoner named Jack who, aside from his many other quirks, always wore his t-shirts backwards. You could still read what was written on the front, so when he'd show up to work, he'd have SADDIDA, or IRATA written across his chest, looking to all the world as if he were some wacked-out member of a secret sect.

Happy Valentines Day everyone! If you havenÃ‚'t figured out what youÃ‚'re going to do for that special someone in your life yet itÃ‚'s time to hit the gas station and get shopping! If youÃ‚'re too fancy for that, maybe Winnie the Pooh: Rumbly Tumbly Adventures will be the key to your lovers heart.

"My suit is Greasy Sweet!" - Dimitri
If I could sum up Sly 2: Band of Thieves in one word, I would be a much better writer than I actually am. I would also need some sort of vocabulary to speak of, which is pretty ... not ... gonna ... happen-y. But I wouldn't do that anyway, because that would be cheap.

IÃ‚'m under the distinct impression that most people live hopelessly hopeful lives of constant futility.Ã‚Â IÃ‚'m also not convinced thatÃ‚'s a bad thing.Ã‚Â People have the admirable tenacity toÃ‚Â dream big in spite of any reassuring evidence that those dreams might ever be fulfilled.Ã‚Â And despite the realistic certainty that most of us are more likely to approach the speed o